...And any remaining interest my friends have in me Is just “hey, hey, this animal can talk!”
So all your friends are leaving town You're hiding out in your parents' house They wonder why you never go to church Hard to explain why it doesn't work Cause you're not living in sin well But you're not living in health well And you're a danger to yourself well And to pedestrians I co-write my songs with myself He feels the feelings I write the words I co-write my songs with myself He feels the feelings I write the words He writes down his feelings I say “what are you doing?” And he never saw the bright lights And he never had a good time And he never saw the bright lights And he never saw the good times
So I sleep in my old loft bed And search for hope inside my head But even in my dreams I know the difference between What I want and what I got Cause what I got is mumble mumble how are you doing? Why’s the door locked? I’ll be out in a minute second, ooh these are good lyrics, I should charge a dollar per thought And what I want...
Love isn't love enough At least not how I'm making it Love isn't love enough I think this is the other thing
Don't get mad at the system You can't change the system Get mad at your lover You can affect your lover Like pulling out nails with the back of the hammer
Spending my money in 12 dollar increments Milkshake plus tip adds up to more than I think And I admit my heart is a laughingstock But that's why that's why that's why that's why Cause I don’t want to be perceived yeah As a thing you can believe in I'm an optical illusion And pretty soon I think I’m leaving
When I stopped laughing and got to thinking When I stopped laughing at how much we were drinking When you never called me back While I was staring at the paint crack
Fun while it lasted but it didn’t last It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t last It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t
Like pulling out nails with the back of the hammer
“Only her voice and bones are left; at last Only her voice, her bones are turned to stone”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
